They had thought Long Tianji's display of divine prowess—successively defeating the Master of the Heavenly Person Academy and the Vice Hall Master of the Langhuan Holy Land—would be enough to deter any petty villains. Unexpectedly, another group of uninvited guests arrived today.
"The Soul Hooking Envoys of the Underworld have arrived! Why isn't Long Tianji hurrying out to greet us on his knees?!"
"Who?"
"The Underworld?"
"Soul Hooking Envoys?"
"What are they…?" Wei Shanhe, Zhao Xinghe, and the others were all completely clueless.
"How insolent! How dare you call us Soul Hooking Envoys 'things'?" one of them snapped, then sputtered, "The Soul Hooking Envoys are not things—bah! You bastards!"
